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[title] => Modern Americana
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[bodytext] => This is the land of freedom of choice: Coke or Pepsi, light beer or dark, less filling, tastes great, Republican or Democrat, horse manure, cow manure, different crap, same smell. America is now a pie divided into eight slices, but, there are twelve at the table, and three of them want seconds. It’s all a game. George and Martha never had a son. Truth and illusion; it doesn’t make a difference, we still sit in the waiting room expecting delivery. Money is the new Messiah, greed is the national creed, “In G-O-D (gold or dollars) we trust,” but, credit cards accepted. The government of the people has been bought and sold. It’s only business, nothing personal. The heart of America stopped beating, the blood clotted, no longer red, now medi-ochre, and pumped by the pacemaker of public opinion. The real American patriots are true blue and white or least act white, and all the stars are in Hollywood. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 41 [informant] => pvd [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 25 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => political )
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